What do you think?

I don't feel like writing poems anymore.

:(

Stupid Foolish Me

It's been some time,
i gotta tell you,
I want u to know that,
I've cared for u..

Ever since the crabgrass
grew on your porch,
we ran round tracks,
and do just as such.

From when the time,
you were with someone,
i stayed away,
he's lucky he's found one.

I kept telling to myself,
if it is fate its meant to be,
if its not then,
We shall see.

When it was ripe,
to shed the uniforms,
I've barely heard of you,
hoping when the time comes.

But then I bumped
into you on the way,
when you were working,
I managed to muster a simple hey.

Times got better,
bumps were more,
I see you smiling,
I was done for...

And then you told me,
of this new guy,
I'm kinda depressed,
but never asked you why.

I kept telling to myself,
if it is fate its meant to be,
if its not then,
We shall see.

Follow rainbows,
over trenches,
I chase for gold,
i feel oh so helpless.

Let me apologize,
in advance for now,
please believe me,
I'm no evil cow.

I do not wish,
for all your sadness,
things happen for a reason,
I hope I'm not making things worse.

So, as you say you and him,
were no more one,
it's been painful for youu,
clouds have eclipsed the sun.

Whatever I told you back then,
I really meant those lines,
it has meaning and raw emotions,
even down to the punctuation signs.

Then a few days later,
you dropped me a big one,
you said he wanted to meet,
he regretted what he has done.

I kept telling to myself,
if it is fate its meant to be,
if its not then,
We shall see.

And true enough,
u didn't meet him,
I was in cloud Nine,
I'm as happy as it seems.

But now comes the problem,
what should I do?
should i tell u now?
do u have any clue?

I kept telling to myself,
if it is fate its meant to be,
if its not then,
We shall see.

Please hear me out,
let me tell you straight,
I've cared and liked you
to be frank I can no longer wait.

I really mean my words,
I want to be there for you,
will you hold out your hand,
and say these words too..?


Note: It didn't go very well.

The Temperamental Game

Hello there teachers and friends,
psychology's tough to tame,
we can teach you with a fun method,
let's play the Who's Who? Game.

We have four contestants,
they are named Mr A to D,
the onus is yours to figure out,
which temperament they possess clearly.

The first of the lot,
is a very cheerful Mr A,
who looks kind and friendly,
seems he has many things to say.

He tends to move too much,
he is way too self-centred,
he is very superficial,
his curiosity cannot be bettered.

Next in line is an optimistic Mr B,
he seems fairly active in everything,
with confidence soaring at such heights,
he has the will to do anything.

These leadership qualities have their downfalls,
for Mr B also ahs a fiery hot temper,
he's way too aggressive and inconsiderate,
he is just too insensitive to others.

Here comes the evr sensitive Mr C,
with his analytical calculator in hand,
ever the working perfectionist,
he can also be a faithful friend.

For a mind of a genius,
he is an awfully shy guy,
who's rather rigid and moody,
he can hardly hurt a fly.

The last and final contestant is Mr D,
he is cool and he is laid back,
he gets the job done but he ain't much fun,
for his humour is rather dry and whacked.

For a seemingly quiet and timid guy,
he is one stubborn headed fellow,
lazing around is his forte,
he wouldn't lead, he would prefer to follow.



Note: There are four different temperaments., they are:
Phlegmatic, Choleric, Melancholic and Sanguine.
Who do you think possesses which temperament?

Life Cycle

As the tears roll down your cheeks,
dark clouds surround the night,
heavy showers follow soon after,
there seems to be no end in sight.

Every raindrop that embraces mother Earth,
slowly eases the cries of one's hurting heart,
for after the shower's gone..a rainbow follows,
it is time to grow anew..time for a new start.

The tears that were released,
are now seeped into the ground,
it now mixes with other sediments,
rocks,seeds, anything thats around.

You emerge as a different entity,
as you spread out for control,
you grab hold of life with your roots,
in life, you have to learn to be bold.

And now you grow upwards,
your petals dancing with such grace,
you grow towards the sunlight,
the past is soon to be erased.

The magnificent splendour of life,
is never to be underestimated,
we may be knocked down before,
we will be stronger,thats how we're created.


Note : Hang on dear friend.